"Heh, that was a long shot. Thought I could get away with that one. Heheh. Welp, sorry for buggin' ya. I'll be seein' you around."
Nixon had said as he walked away from the guard and the VIP room entrance. There wasn't really any use dragging this conversation longer than it needed to. He might as well make a tactical retreat and leave it at that. As he was walking, he'd pass by a girl with hair that was hair, but had colors. Like light through a glass prism. She was pretty cute, he thought. Her hair was also very pretty.
Nixon had said as he walked away from the guard and the VIP room entrance. There wasn't really any use dragging this conversation longer than it needed to. He might as well make a tactical retreat and leave it at that. As he was walking, he'd pass by a girl with hair that was hair, but had colors. Like light through a glass prism. She was pretty cute, he thought. Her hair was also very pretty.
She gave a chuckle and said to Lighter, the guard, "When are they coming?"
"...An hour." "Then inform me when they get here. I'll be getting a drink from the dance floor." She got off the couch and adjusted her attire before heading off to the bar at the dance floor.
"...An hour." "Then inform me when they get here. I'll be getting a drink from the dance floor." She got off the couch and adjusted her attire before heading off to the bar at the dance floor.
Jason slipped into the club, now this was his kind of place. Full of...chaos. He looked around with a slight grin, his brother would probably love the place, but for a slightly different reason. Jason made his way to a table in a corner and sat down with his feet thrown onto another chair. He drew his blade and inspected the blade, while also eagerly looking for an opportunity to start a little trouble.
Enea would smile as she looked around, eyes gazing over anyone else in the club as she headed up to the bar that was close to the entrance and headed towards the bar on the other side of the dance floor. She seemed to have a bit of confidence as she walked, like fear wasn't really a word she knew. Her head would be level as she walked, a half smile on her lips as she glanced around. As she got to the bar she would wait at the edge to be served as she moved her hips a bit to the music.
The snail scooted along the bar over toward Enea, leaving a small trail of slime on the bar. "What would you like miss?" He asked her telepathically. A washcloth seemed to magically float up behind him, cleaning up his mess as a bowl of pretzels flew over to her.
Enea smiled as she looked at him. "Moscow Mule, please." She said winking at Fred as she ate a pretzel.
FRED seemed to smile slightly as he nodded, the necessary ingredients magically floating over to her. "Would you like it shaken, or stirred?" He asked, his telepathic voice seeming to have a slight British accent to it.
Enea smiled. "Shaken." She said in a gruffer English voice. "Never stirred."
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Nixon would have walked towards the bar as he was thirsty yet again. He thought "What the hell, might as well get a few real drinks.". It was bound to happen sometimes. The girl was over there too. He didn't even notice her walk over there. He'd look stand at the bar table and look down at the creature that was behind the counter. It was a snail. Nixon was used to seeing weird things, so it wasn't really much trouble.
"Heya. Got any alcoholic sodas here?"
"Heya. Got any alcoholic sodas here?"
The little snail began to shake, seeming like he was laughing, though no noise came out. "Coming right up miss." He said as the ingredients sat down on the counter. A stainless steel cocktail shaker also floated over, landing on the counter as it opened up. The bottle of vodka he brought over opened up and poured some into the shaker, as did the spicy ginger beer. Next came some lime juice, before the shaker closed and began flying and shaking all around them in fancy patterns as the other bottles went back to their spots. A copper mug then flew over, as did some ice which went in it, and a lime wedge which positioned itself on the lip of the mug. When the shaker was done it righted itself, before opening and pouring into the mug. The mug then slid over to her as the shaker went to get washed.
FRED then glanced at Nixon. "We do, what would you like?" He asked telepathically.
"Why thank you." She said raising the mug a bit as she took a sip. She seemed to smirk a bit. "Best mule outside of Moscow, it has to rival the ones I've had there as well." She said as she set it down and glanced at Nixon. "You should try a Scotch and Soda, make it just as neat as he is." She said as she stifled a laugh and took another sip of her drink.
"FRED" Allie said as she walked up and sat on a stood. She placed her elbows on the table and her head on her hands, "Can you get me a soda please? Coke."
"Oh? Sounds great. I'll have some scotch and soda, please."
Nixon had said as he considered Enea's words into consideration. He'd reach into his pocket. He flipped through his money in order to double check is amount. He didn't want to be broke after this. Luckily, he had a decent amount of money. Not too much and not too little. It should last for a while.
Nixon had said as he considered Enea's words into consideration. He'd reach into his pocket. He flipped through his money in order to double check is amount. He didn't want to be broke after this. Luckily, he had a decent amount of money. Not too much and not too little. It should last for a while.
"Classic drink, not as classic as an Old Fashioned, or a Manhattan, but still pretty good." She said with a shrug.
FRED seemed to smile some more at Enea's praise. At her comment about what he should make the boy he laughed again, this time his laugh being audible to all of them, as well as his voice. "Alright, anything else I can get you to snack on?" He asked Enea. If a snail could wink, it's quite possible he may have.
He looked over at Allie as she came over, nodding his little head. "Right away miss Allie." He said as a glass bottle of Coke flew over and opened itself in front of her. "Anything else I can get you?"
As he waited for their replies he got started on the boy's drink. A highball glass flew over in front of him, as did a lime quarter which settled on the rim as garnish. Next came the bottle of scotch and a shot glass which he used to measure out two ounces of scotch before pouring it in the glass. The scotch then went away as the club soda came over, of which he poured two and a half ounces in. The soda then left, and a spoon came over which he used to carefully stir the drink, before it moved over to Nixon. The shotglass and the spoon then left, as a tiny pink umbrella floated over and landed on his drink.
He looked over at Allie as she came over, nodding his little head. "Right away miss Allie." He said as a glass bottle of Coke flew over and opened itself in front of her. "Anything else I can get you?"
As he waited for their replies he got started on the boy's drink. A highball glass flew over in front of him, as did a lime quarter which settled on the rim as garnish. Next came the bottle of scotch and a shot glass which he used to measure out two ounces of scotch before pouring it in the glass. The scotch then went away as the club soda came over, of which he poured two and a half ounces in. The soda then left, and a spoon came over which he used to carefully stir the drink, before it moved over to Nixon. The shotglass and the spoon then left, as a tiny pink umbrella floated over and landed on his drink.
Enea thought for a moment. "How hot are your hot wings?" She asked giving another half smile as a purple strand of hair would appear next to the pink and blue one in her hair. "Cause if they're spicy then I can totally trash talk any other bar and club that I've eaten and drank at."
"Oh no it is fine FRED. Thank you for your work" she smiled as she took the glass bottle of coke and took a sip.
"Thank ya kindly, snail man. Hm. I see you have a way with bartenders, eh girl."
Nixon had said as he'd drink his alcoholic beverage. It was pretty good. It didn't give him a buzz just yet, however. Using his psychic power, Nixon made some of his money float amidst the air and moved it out until the table was under it, gently placing the money on the bar table. Nixon noticed Allie was here. He didn't think too much of it. He had no quarrels with her.
Nixon had said as he'd drink his alcoholic beverage. It was pretty good. It didn't give him a buzz just yet, however. Using his psychic power, Nixon made some of his money float amidst the air and moved it out until the table was under it, gently placing the money on the bar table. Nixon noticed Allie was here. He didn't think too much of it. He had no quarrels with her.
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